Eat the whole family? I emptied the storehouse of the Marquis' Mansion and married the crippled

"Madam Wei, your cooking skills are amazing. I wasn't even hungry just now, but after just one sniff, my stomach is growling with hunger now."

As soon as Ye Jintang opened his mouth, others around him followed suit, praising Chef Wei so much that she felt embarrassed.

The lotus leaves were peeled off layer by layer, revealing the tender chicken inside.

Everyone present couldn't help swallowing.

"It smells so good. I can smell someone making beggar's chicken from a long way away."

A deep male voice came from afar. Ye Jintang turned her head and saw that the person was none other than Jiang Zhi, who had given her the little white cat.

Jiang Zhi and his servant came on horseback. He was not wearing official uniform, but only a dark blue gown. He was accompanied by a servant and had no other followers.

"Where are you going, Master Jiang?"

As soon as Ye Jintang said this, he immediately felt something was wrong.

She was wearing a human skin mask on her face and dressed like a young master. She had never had any contact with Jiang Zhi before, so the familiar words she just said were really inappropriate.

Jiang Zhi dismounted from his horse and walked forward slowly.

"Does this gentleman recognize me?"

Jiang Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the handsome young man in front of him. He seemed unfamiliar, but when he saw Luzhu and Lianqiao, he understood everything.

"I wonder if I should address you as Mr. Ye or Miss Ye?"

Ye Jintang didn't expect that her vest was so vulnerable. Jiang Zhi was exposed at just one glance.

Although she was very annoyed, she still said, "It is too inconvenient for a girl from the inner house to go out. It is better for Master Jiang to call me Master Ye."

"Then Mr. Ye, don't call me Lord Jiang."

"Can you call me Brother Jiang? Do you have a name?"

"No, my full name is Ye Qinglin."

"Well, it's a good name. Brother Qinglin, are you planning to return to the capital?"

Ye Jintang shook his head.

"I'm going to Xingnanzhou to visit my grandfather."

"Then we're on the way. I'm also planning to go to Xingnan Province."

"It's getting late, and there's no village or shop nearby. I wonder if Brother Qinglin can give me a meal."

As Jiang Zhi spoke, he took a look at the beggar's chicken on the stone slab, and the meaning was clear.

"Master Jiang, your words are too kind. Please, Master, you have redressed my father's injustice. I have no way to repay you. I happened to meet you today and it is my honor to treat you to dinner."

Ye Jintang's words were not just polite talk, but she really wanted to thank Jiang Zhi.

"Brother Qinglin's name!"

"Uh, please, Brother Jiang."

"Then I won't be polite."

The two exchanged a few polite words and sat down in front of the stone slab together. Cook Wei deftly tore the beggar's chicken into small pieces and placed them in front of the two men on a lotus leaf as a plate.

She then brought two plates of pickled vegetables and two bowls of rice.

The dinner was simple, but the taste was absolutely outstanding. Even Jiang Zhi, who was used to eating delicacies from land and sea, had to praise it.

While the two were having dinner, the little white cat kept circling around at their feet and meowing.

Jiang Zhi wanted to give the kitten a chicken bone, but was stopped by Ye Jintang.

"Xuetuan can't eat chicken bones. His teeth are not sharp enough. If he swallows the chicken bones whole, it will easily scratch his stomach."

There were still quite a few beggar chickens on the table. Ye Jintang reached out and tore off a piece of chicken breast and placed it on a stone.

When Xuetuan smelled the fragrance, he ran over immediately and devoured it with relish.

Ye Jintang liked it very much and reached out to stroke it gently. Xuetuan couldn't help but make a grandma's meow.

"I didn't expect Brother Qinglin to be so thoughtful. I didn't even know that kittens can't eat chicken bones."

"Uh."

Ye Jintang was embarrassed to say, isn't this common sense when raising small animals?

Her snowball is the size of a palm. If conditions permit, she would like to boil some goat milk for it to drink.

During the dinner, Ye Jintang and Jiang Zhi talked a lot, and their relationship became closer.

Ye Jintang had always felt that Jiang Zhi was a taciturn and somewhat difficult to get along with fourth-rank official.

Unexpectedly, he was still quite talkative even without his official uniform.

No matter what topic she brought up, he could always say a few words.

Especially when talking about the culture and customs of Tianqin State, Jiang Zhi became particularly talkative.

Luzhu cleared away the dishes for the two of them and poured the mung bean soup twice before he finished speaking.

"If I have the chance, I really want to go and see the beautiful mountains and rivers of Tianqin."

Ye Jintang looked a little melancholy and looked towards the distance.

She thought that after the King of Qin died, she would be free and have enough money and free time, so she would definitely travel around and see the world.

But it’s still too early to outlast the King of Qin.

The night sky is full of twinkling stars, and the river surface is sparkling, reflecting the shadow of the moon.

The mountain breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness across Ye Jintang's cheek.

Jiang Zhi, who was standing by, thought that she was sad because she was afraid that she would never be able to see the beautiful mountains and rivers of Tianqin Kingdom because she was returning to the capital and living in the Danyang Marquis' Mansion.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to comfort Ye Jintang, but when the words came to his lips, they felt so pale and powerless.

Women in the inner house, before getting married, have to stay in that four-sided world.

After getting married, a woman still has to stay in the square house of her husband's family.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhi felt inexplicably unhappy. Perhaps, perhaps he could take Ye Jintang to see the beautiful mountains and rivers of Tianqin Kingdom.

The two talked for a long time, and then Nanny Liu came over and urged Ye Jintang to rest early, as they had to travel early tomorrow morning.

"Brother Jiang, aren't you going to set up a tent?"

"I'm a grown man and I don't have that much trouble. I can just find a clean place and spend the night there."

After hearing what Jiang Zhi said, Ye Jintang realized that when Song Biaotou was setting up the tent, it seemed that he was only setting up the tent for the women, and the other men slept outside.

My goodness, were all men in ancient times so rough?

Summer nights are always so hot and stuffy that people can't sleep. Ye Jintang lay in the tent, listening to the chirping of insects outside the tent, tossing and turning, his mind in a mess with all his worries.

She didn't know how to face Old Man Wen. She was full of confidence and energy in cleaning up the garbage in Danyang Marquis' Mansion.

But when asked to comfort Mr. Wen who had lost his daughter, she couldn't figure out how to do it no matter how hard she tried.

It seems that no matter what you say, it cannot soothe the wounded heart of an old father.

Ye Jintang was lying in the tent, lost in thought, and couldn't make sense of anything when suddenly a sharp whistle was heard and she sat up alertly.

"Everyone, get up quickly, there are robbers."

When Song Biaotou shouted, everyone in the camp woke up.

Luzhu and Ye Jintang slept in the same tent. She was so scared that she was dragged out of the tent before she could react.

In the moonlight, you can vaguely see a group of people with swords running up the hillside not far away.

Even if you use your toes to think, you can know what this group of people are here for.

They should have been keeping an eye on Ye Jintang and his group for quite some time.

Rushing down the hillside, they split into two, one group went straight for the boxes on the carriage, and the other group rushed towards Ye Jintang.

"Protect the young master."

Zhou Wuwei roared and stood in front of Ye Jintang with a sword.